The auspicious clouds slowly rose, and Tianjizi's face gradually turned into a hint of envy. When he tasted his feet on the auspicious clouds, he felt that the auspicious clouds were like a stone. Without stepping on them, he stepped through the auspicious clouds. The auspicious clouds looked like a thick fog that did not dissipate, but were extremely hard. It was like the flow of fog, which was very illusory.

Xiangyun rose to mid-air, and Tingjian's face became a little nervous, not watching around, but retracted his gaze, no longer looking down, but looked straight ahead. Later, he couldn't help but be curious, looked down, his face turned pale, looking at the peak under his feet as big as a palm, stretched out his hands and grabbed the corner of Tianjizi's clothes: "Flying so high..."

When Tianjizi reaches the realm of the soul, he can fly in the air, but his speed is far from flying in the clouds and fog. Moreover, it is difficult to travel long distances by relying on the spiritual energy in his body as a support.

When you reach the realm of the soul, theoretically, you can condense fog into clouds and travel to the vast sea and stay in the wuzi in the evening.

It was just that the inheritance was lost, and Tianjizi did not understand the method of condensed fog and turned into clouds. At this moment, Tianjizi calmed down his mind and carefully understood the fluctuations of the Taoist method of Zhang Daoran condensed auspicious clouds. Finally, he had no choice but to shake his head and open his eyes.

When Zhang Daoran saw the master and disciple in this way, he smiled slightly. The auspicious clouds under Zhang Daoran's feet were inherited from the "Huangting Jing". They are a flying magic weapon similar to magic weapons, not condensed with their own spiritual energy. This kind of flying magic weapon can only be activated by thoughts, or even floating in a thought.

Tianjizi comprehended the fluctuations of Taoism condensed by the auspicious clouds, and finally he could only be disappointed.

"Fellow Taoist, the soul has condensed and can condense fog into clouds. However, now, with the cultivation level of fellow Taoist Taoist, the flying of fog into clouds can only fly up to eight hundred miles, which is not as far as the distance between the fellow Taoist Taoist in the air."

Condensing fog into clouds, flying in the air, and reaching the level of the soul, is only the minimum requirement. Being able to control this kind of Taoist magical power does not mean that you can control auspicious clouds as you wish and fly in the air as you wish.

Tianjizi also understood this truth and nodded in frustration: "The old man knows this..."

However, the magical power of Tengyun and Wu has already identified the difference in cultivation between himself and Zhang Daoran. As a cultivator, Tianjizi knew very well what it meant to control auspicious clouds or magic weapons and carry a mortal.

A grain of mortal world weighs a thousand pounds, and flying with a taste that has not entered the path of practice is tantamount to flying on a mountain, which is not something that a cultivator can bear. Zhang Daoran's face was calm and uneasy, and it seemed that he was not struggling.

Tianjizi can also fly in the air, but can't fly with tasting. He can fly with tasting, but it's very difficult.

Zhang Daoran shook his head slightly, stretched out his finger, and a little purple light appeared on his fingertips. Before Tianjizi could react, he pointed it at Tianjizi's eyebrows: "This is the method of condensed fog into clouds, and fellow Taoists can comprehend it."

Zhang Daoran pointed lightly, and Tianjizi's mind suddenly tense at that moment. Zhang Daoran's speed was so fast that Tianjizi had no time to react and was already pointed at the eyebrows. The large amount of information appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, Tianjizi's entire mind was still difficult to calm down: "The law of space, the law of creation! But the aura fluctuations of these two laws are even more mysterious, just like seeing flowers in the fog."

Zhang Daoran's slight finger contained two most difficult laws to practice. And the speed was so fast that he only saw it in his life. The fog turned into clouds just now, and now the slight finger was shattered in Tianjizi's original pride in an instant, leaving only respect: "If Zhenren Zhang wants to kill me, it will be easy and effortless."

"I don't use rules, but rules..."

Zhang Daoran saw that Tian Jizi was confused and said softly.

Tian Jizi was stunned, then his mind was shocked and he couldn't help but open his mouth and said, "Rules!"

Rules and laws are completely different methods of practice. As a practitioner among the Taoist practitioners, Tianjizi is very clear about the differences between laws and rules: "The laws of immortals and mortals are determined, and the rules of saints are born!"

Only saints can practice the rules!

"Is Zhenren Zhang the reincarnation of a saint, or is he a saint himself a saint who has been trained in the mortal world?"

Tianjizi's heart was filled with storms and it was difficult to calm down for a long time. Even Zhang Daoran taught the Tao that Condensing Fog into Clouds was not in the mood to comprehend. When he looked at Zhang Daoran again, he no longer simply respected him, but was accompanied by a kind of admiration. The heart was tide, and countless thoughts surged in Tianjizi's heart: "Add to be a disciple? Or follow him back to the lake island? Or..."

The Earthly Dojo once said: "Getting close to the island in the middle of the lake is like stepping into the fairy world with one foot."

As a cultivator, Tianjizi also has his own desires, his own persistence, and his own pursuits: "I want to become an immortal!"

"master!"

Tian Jizi exclaimed in a panic, Zhang Daoran was motionless, but was startled by tasting, and almost went down from the auspicious clouds. The auspicious clouds were not big, but only about two square meters. When they fell down, they had an invisible power to hold people in their arms.

Even so, my heart was still pounding in my heart. Although the auspicious clouds were not very high, they did not enter the clouds. If they fell down at such a high place, they would definitely fall into meat paste... No, the meat paste could not be stored and would be directly crushed into residue.

"Real person...disciple..."

Tianjizi, who was excited, could not take care of his disciples at this time? At this moment, he was so close to Xianyuan. After pursuing the path of immortality for hundreds of years, Tianjizi had long been full of determination. Xianyuan was close to him. If he didn't grasp it, Tianjizi would not be able to deduce whether he could become an immortal in the future.

Since Tianjizi met Zhang Daoran, he called himself an old Taoist and called Zhang Daoran a fellow Taoist. After seeing Zhang Daoran, Tianjizi still called himself an old Taoist, but he only changed from a fellow Taoist to a true person. Now, Tianjizi has become Zhang Daoran's true person and calls himself a disciple...

After a short period of time, Tianjizi directly changed from a peer to a junior.

It seemed that after seeing through Tianjizi's heart, no one knew what Zhang Daoran was thinking. There was a faint meaning of conspiracy in his eyes: "There are three uninhabited islands in the northeast of the lake center island. There are three uninhabited islands in the northwest. There are complete Taoist temples on the island... If a fellow Taoist wants to find a quiet place to practice, he might as well move to the lake center island and explore the avenue with me..."

"disciple......"

Tianjizi's face was excited and his words began to be unscrupulous. He knelt in front of Zhang Daoran with a "thump". In his gaze, he said loudly: "Disciple practices alone on Canglan Star, without any sect, and pursues the great way and pursues immortality. However, the disciple thinks that his qualifications are limited and it is difficult to practice Taoism. When he sees the real person, his disciple yearns and wishes to worship the real person as his teacher..."

Zhang Daoran's face was indifferent and his eyes looked straight ahead.

I tasted the originally stunned face, but I was already shocked. I felt a little dissatisfied and uncomfortable: "Master, Master, aren't you so arrogant that you don't take everyone seriously? You didn't say that cultivation in all worlds can be as good as your Dharma eyes, and Zhenren Zhang is very powerful now, and it is not enough to be the first time I meet, so I have to become a disciple..."

"The key is that I just took you as my teacher. I have not started practicing Taoism yet. I am about to be demoted and become a disciple..."

Zhang Daoran was silent for a long time and slowly landed in the clouds.

When I arrived over a city, I suddenly said indifferently: "You can move in the island in the middle of the lake. If you have any questions about practicing, I can also give me some advice, but I just become a disciple... I have no idea of ​​accepting disciples yet... Okay, I'm here in the city..."
Chapter completed!